164 Kensei vs. Kensei




 The sky of the battlefield.

 Leenhardt was a knight of the kingdom - a sword through his armor.

''Yes, this is the tenth plane. Knights of the kingdom are weak~''

 Dressed in magical armor, he was wielding a longsword-like weapon and sinking the kingdom's armor one after another.

 The way he fought, it was like he was hunting.

''It won't be fun if we don't take on someone stronger, right?

 They attacked the vanguard of the crumbling Royal Army, and now the battle was one-sided.

 A space battleship - a destroyer - was approaching Leenhardt.

 They were firing optical weapons and then trying to surround Leanhardt with drones.

 Leanhardt's magical armor increased in speed as he spread his demonic wings and approached the drones.

 As it made contact, it slashed through everything and approached the destroyers.

 The twin eyes of the demonic armor glowed red as he slammed his sword-less left hand into the destroyer's hull.

''Blow away~''

 As he said this with a laugh, the destroyer blew up inside and deflated.

 The metal exploded as it swelled from the inside, making a strange sound.

 Leanhardt survived the explosion and looked for his next prey.

''I'm sorry senpai, but let's just let me take down Duke Baldfalt like this~''

 I want to defeat the enemy hero.

 With that thought in mind, Leenhardt searches for Leon on the battlefield.

 But he can't find him anywhere.

"Could it be that they've already sunk?

 As I muttered boringly, the kingdom's armor assaulted me.

''I'm not going to let it do any more of that!

 The one who came charging in was apparently a middle-aged knight.

 He has a lot of momentum and seems to have a good number of places to go.

 Seeing that they are surviving despite being in a ragged state, it's possible that a few of their allies have been eaten.

 This knight must be strong.

 But it's not Leenhardt's favorite.

''Is that what you call outdated chivalry? He charged at me like I was an idiot. Think about the difference in strength, uncle.

 He kicked the head of the enemy armor away and tried to thrust his sword into it when the opponent was on his back.

 Then, a loud explosion could be heard from behind.

''Wha, what!?''

 He turned around and then the direction of his sword tip changed and pierced the opponent's cockpit area.

''This, this oh!''

 Ignoring the rampaging enemy armor, Leenhardt looked at Arcadia.

 Something charged at Arcadia and smoke was rising from it.

'Did they pull out your shields?

 Then, when the Emperor's Majesty gives the order to return to the rank and file knights, Leanhardt clicks his tongue.

 He pulls his sword out of the rampaging enemy armor and then points his left hand and releases a purple electric light.

 The pilot of the enemy armor that was attacked by the purple lightning shouts out.

''Whoa! Nix! Leon! I'm counting on you.

 Without any interest in the exploding and falling armor, Leenhardt returned to the fortress at full speed.

'In the end, you only managed to shoot down eleven planes.



 The passageway inside Arcadia was wide.

 The passageway leading to the power reactor was designed to be wide enough for newcomers in magical clothing to pass through.

 Such passageways are guarded by Imperial soldiers with modern weapons.

 Some had machine guns and bazookas in their armor, and some had shields at the ready.

''What kind of idiot would charge in with a sword?''

 When I blurted out in the cockpit of the Aroganz, Luxion replied in a genuine manner.

''The design philosophy has not been considered for operation by knights. Also, the armor of the Empire is one generation different compared to the mainstream of the Kingdom.

 The performance is superior to the Empire, and even more so, their design philosophy is different.

 It's a truly troublesome opponent.

 But--

But... I don't care!

 --We let Aroganz slide across the floor and cut off both enemies with shields with the battle axe held in his right hand.

 As it is, he shoots the armor of the enemy with the firearm with the rifle in his left hand.

 I was also hit by a bullet for pushing forward wildly, but the armor of the arogants played all of them.

 Hey, thumping forward!

 As Alloganz breaks through the enemy lines, Julius and the others follow.

'Rion, don't go too far forward!

We need to bring down the power reactor in this fortress as soon as possible!

 If the Arcadia's power reactor is destroyed, it won't be possible to produce magic elements.

 If that happens, we win.

"Luxion, how are the drones doing?

We are currently attempting to find a route to the power reactor... while blocking enemy reinforcements.

 The drones they brought with them were doing their best, but they also had quite a few enemies placed inside the fortress.

 And Luxion's red eyes glowed.

 What's going on?

What's going on?

One drone squadron has been destroyed, sir. As we analyzed the last images, it appears that a knight in shining armor has emerged.

 If you're guarding it, it's most likely a route to the power reactor.

'Lead the way. If it's Finn--I'll take care of it.

This way, sir.

 If you let Aroganz face you, Julius and the others will follow you.

I've been told that the magic armor is equivalent to the Aroganz in terms of performance alone, but is anyone other than Finn a formidable foe?

 It's Jilk who answers those questions for Julius.

''It's a horrible story. We've borrowed strong armor here too, but it's going to be hard to defeat.''

 Brad is in a groove.

'I've been working hard to beat Leon. I've been working hard to take down Leon, and I'm happy to see the results of my efforts put to the test.

 Greg liked Brad's opinion and agreed with it.

'Yeah, you're right. I'm going to prove to you that our three years weren't in vain!

 These guys have been trying to beat me for three years?

 No, it shouldn't have been three years, to be exact.

 As I was thinking about such an afterthought, the drones that were ahead of me were blown up.

 The wall was cut to shreds, and what came out of it was a demon suit.

 Purple electricity buzzed around the body of the demon suit, and the guy looked dangerous to look at.

'It's not Finn, is it?'

 Just a different guy than Finn's Brave.

"Mi~tsuka~

 His spaced out voice was young, and he seemed to be enjoying himself in front of us.

 When we set up, he was pleased to see the allogants.

''Heh, he rode in directly from the duke. After all, heroes do things differently, don't they? But still - six of them?''

 While some of the drones are unmanned, I'm going to guess how many of us are manned.

"This is too much trouble. We'll all have to work together on this--

 Then Chris, who had been silent from earlier, steps in front of us.

''Rion, I'm sorry, but I need you to give up this place.''

'Oh? What are you talking about?

 Chris was in a fighting stance in front of the magic armor that appeared.

'Can you see the crest on the armor of the magic armor? That's the Imperial Swordsman.

 An enemy with a longsword-like weapon was impressed.

''Heh, you know me?''

''You just inherited the title of the Sword Saint, but you'll be dealing with me here. Lion, go on ahead. I'll take care of this one.

 He's gonna flag me down like, "Go ahead and get it done,

'You're an idiot! Why don't we all just sack up here and move on!

"Don't waste your time.

 When Chris said that, even Luxion agreed.

''Master, let's hurry up here.''

...you a**h*le.

 When Chris heard me mutter, he smiled.

'Sorry. I have a mean streak too.''

 I left Chris and we moved on.



 Deciding to fight the Imperial Swordsman, Chris took his name.

''I'm Chris Fear Arkwright,''

 The other man is dressed as a sword bearer and says his name.

''I'm Leanhard Rua Kirchner. By the way, are you really the son of a swordsman?''

''That's right. I recently inherited the title of Sword Saint from my father.

 I actually took it away from him, but I didn't have to tell him that, so I kept my mouth shut.

 Leanhardt looked unhappy.

''Can I ask you one question?''

What?

 When Chris is caught off guard and holds his weapon, he hears Leanhardt's exasperated voice.

'Why is the weapon a firearm!

 It's Chris' plane, but the weapon he carries is a firearm.

 He carried a missile container on his backpack and a Gatling gun in his left hand.

 In his right hand, he held a submachine gun-like weapon that was easy to handle.

 Chris nodded his head.

'Because guns are better on the battlefield!

 Leanhardt looks disappointed when I say it as a matter of course.

''It's a pity, I heard that the kingdom's sword saint was strong. I heard that he was a strong man who defeated the Black Knight, but I'm really disappointed.''

 As Leenhardt held his sword, Chris pulled the trigger without question.

'That's a shame. It was Leon who defeated the Black Knight.'

 As the bullets and missiles struck Leenhardt, they were cut off.

 The bullets chipped away at the armor of the magic armor, but Leanhardt avoided a fatal wound.

''Then I'll go after the heroes of the kingdom and defeat them myself. I like to shoot down aces.''

 With these words, he could tell that his opponent was enjoying the battlefield.

 Chris tried to use his Gatling gun to take down Leanhardt, but it was easily avoided and he was able to close the distance.

'You can't have a swordsman using a gun!

I'm sorry, but I've given up my pride in sticking to my sword.

 You can't beat Rion with those things.

 Chris learned many things from his encounter with Leon.

 One of them was that he, who only carried a sword in a duel, had the disadvantage of being extremely vulnerable to enemies at a distance.

 It's better in a duel, but this is fatal on the battlefield.

 There is no such thing as a battlefield where you can always fight with a sword alone.

''He who throws away his sword, do not call himself a swordsman!

 Leanhardt's blow was very sharp and beautiful from Chris' point of view.

 Chris threw his Gatling gun and took distance while using it as a substitute while Chris attacked with missiles and submachine guns.

 Leanhardt's magic armor dexterously flies around in the narrow passage, but that's why there are few places to escape.

 He is definitely getting hit.

 While falling back, Chris purged the missile container that he had shot out and threw it at Leenhardt.

 Slashing through it, Leenhardt comes at him.

'Can't you win with a sword? That's because you're weak! You, who can't win by sword alone, calling yourself a Sword Saint is a laughing matter!''

 Even though he said that, Chris didn't get upset.

 Rather--.

''You have such powerful armor like magic, so you can counter it, but I don't think there's anything you can do about it with an ordinary knight?''

 -- he said back calmly.

 While doing so, Chris's plane is getting lighter and lighter, discarding its armament one by one.

''I knew it was a false start.

 I started practicing with guns and other weapons, but I was still poor compared to the other four.

 That's why I chose a method of dropping the enemy by scattering their numbers rather than aiming at them, but even with a large amount of ammunition, I couldn't destroy Leanhardt.

''I'll need to practice more in the future.

 Leanhardt was dismayed at such a Chris, beyond his anger.

''There is no future for you anymore. --Die.''

 Letting out a cold voice, Leanhardt accelerated his magic armor and closed in on Chris in one fell swoop, and his blow shaved off the armor's armor.

 Chris's aircraft fell to its knees.

 Chris was in a cold sweat in the cockpit.

'Good thing I was wearing a loincloth.

 It reached slightly into the cockpit and a small piece of debris was lodged in his abdomen.

 It penetrated the pilot's suit, but it didn't reach the slightest bit.

 Thanks to the tightly clothed loincloth, it didn't reach his body.

 When he stood up and turned around, Leanhardt's magical armor was spewing blood-like liquid from each part of his body.

 He threw away his sword and held his stomach.

''Blood, blood! My tummy! I can't wait to treat him--f*ck!

 Chris's fuselage is holding a sword.

 As he passed by, he drew his sword and slashed through Leanhardt's torso area.

 Slowly, the magical armor fell down as the upper body parted from the lower body and slid down.

 Chris straightened his glasses.

'Sure, I'll use a gun, but I'll also use a sword. Your carelessness in carelessly reaching into my pocket.'

 I can hear Leenhardt's voice, if he's still alive.

'I don't want to die. This is wrong. Because I'm a sword saint.''

 Chris closed his eyes as he looked at Leenhardt, who had stuck to his sword and then underestimated the battlefield.

(You're just like the old me.)

 Chris approaches Leenhardt in such a way.

'I'll make it easier for you now.'

 He put a stop to Leenhardt, and Chris began to move after Leon and the others.